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Lodge 4 Ch. 01

By: RogerArcher90



Note: This story is mainly oriented around setting the story up for later installments, so it will take a while for the sex to get started as a result of getting the story told. Thanks for your co-operation.

*****

"Four threes," James stated slowly, lowering his cup back over his dice, his hand having obscured my view of them.

I looked under my cup. 1, 3, 3, 5, 5. He could easily have a pair of threes himself. I lowered my cup, and declared, "Five threes!"

"Liar!" James lifted his cup, revealing his dice, and I simultaneously lifted mine.

James' dice consisted of 1, 1, 2, 4, 5. No threes at all! I'd been fooled!

"Haha!" James gloated, "Got you that time, you little bastard!" He rolled his 20-sided die over to 14, representing his score.

We had been playing Liar's Dice for the past 20 minutes or so, just after we got into the lodge we were staying at for the weekend. It was a sizeable lodge, enough beds for four people, a rather large living room with an open-walled kitchen and a bath that could actually fit me in (being 6ft 2in, I have difficulty fitting comfortably into the slightly smaller bath at home). 

We were only here for two nights, and in between, we had booked ourselves onto some rock climbing and abseiling, and the rest would be filled with walks around the countryside surrounding us.

James and I had been friends since we met nearly 9 years ago in the first year of high school, and shared a lot of interests, most notably video games, card games and archery, both of us members of a local club.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "I'll go," James said, standing up and approaching the door.

I made my way to the kitchen, and opened our food bag. We'd brought some large packs of tortilla chips, salsa and sour cream dips, cheddar cheese (these for combining and making nachos later on), pork pies, cocktail sausages, 2l bottles of pop, a crate of 333ml bottles of cider, a tupperware of pineapple and a few apples.

Just as I opened the cocktail sausages, James called to me from the doorway "Gary! Could you come here a minute?"

"What is it?" I replied, slinking my fingers into the container and slipping out a couple of sausages.

"Just come here,"

I sighed, "Right!" and made my way to the door.

James stood aside and gestured towards the small group of girls gathered at the door. Five of them, each with a backpack, sunglasses perched on her head, and each with magnificent bodies. Two of them were blonde, one brunette, one redhead, and one with jet black hair.

I leant against the doorframe, opposite James, "Hi," I greeted the girls, raising my sausage-free hand as I did so, "What can we do for you?"

The blonde girl at the front replied, seemingly rather cross about something, "You can leave, for a start!"

I glanced at James, confused, shooting him a 'What have you said, man?' expression.

"I'm sorry, what?" I asked, not understanding what was going on.

"We have this lodge for the weekend. We booked it online a month ago."

"I don't think so. We booked this lodge online a month ago!"

"Uh-uh!" the girl reached into her pocket and withdrew a folded sheet of paper.

I took it from her outstretched hand and unfolded it. It was a print-out of a web-page, showing details of the booking of the lodge. There was a map stapled to it, and the print-out showed a picture of the lodge, the booking number and the date of the print-out, dating back to the start of July.

"Hang on a moment," I tapped James on the arm and beckoned him back with me so I could talk to him privately. He complied.

"Dude, what is that? What did she give you?" he asked in a whisper.

"It's a print-out of a the website form confirming the booking of this lodge for this weekend. Reference number, date of printing, there's even a map to the site!"

I showed him the pages that the girl had given me, and he eyed them over.

"Where's our receipt?"

"In the small backpack, front pouch,"

James took a step over to the foot of the stairs, where we had slung the bags when we arrived, and unzipped the front compartment on the smaller of the three bags. The larger hiking bags contained a change of clothes for each of us, as well as toiletries and spare bags. The smaller one was a shared bag for miscellaneous items, such as packs of cards, dice bags, books and bottles of water for when we were out walking.

James returned with our print-out, and returned to the door.

"Look, here's our booking form," I handed our print-out to the lead girl, and watched her eyes flit across the page. She looked back up at me with a befuddled look on her face.



*****



"Look, I'm sorry, but it seems that Lodge 4 has indeed been double booked," the receptionist turned her monitor towards us so we could see it, "See, what's happening here is that our computers are telling us that Miss Green should have the lodge for this weekend..."

"Yes! I knew it!" Miss Green, the lead girl, thumped the deck with her fist in triumph, smirking at the receptionist's verdict.

The receptionist was sat with a 'do you mind?' look on her face. Calm, but moderately pissed off, "If you'd let me finish...", Miss Green apologised, and the receptionist continued. "The computer shows us on the screen that Miss Green and her four guests should be this weekend's occupants of Lodge 4, however, if we put Mr Lang's booking reference number into the database, it tells us that he did book and pay for Lodge 4 for two nights. If we check when each booking was made, Mr Lang booked at least an hour before you did, Miss Green."

"But when I booked, the lodge was available. If they booked it first, why was I allowed to?"

"I dunno, but looks like someone made a mistake with the booking entry," the receptionist swung the screen back towards her.

Miss Green sighed angrily, "Okay, so who gets the lodge?"

"Well, I go by what I'm told on the screen," the receptionist clicked the mouse a couple of times as she said that, and nudged the screen back towards us, "But the screen tells me two different things. Main screen tells me that you have the lodge, Miss Green, but Mr Lang still has a legitimate booking made just before yours. There is not another lodge available, so you'll have to decide amongst yourselves, or go to a coin toss."

"I think we should talk about this for a while," I suggested, "Both of us have legitimate claims to the lodge, so a coin toss seems a bit unreasonable in making a decision,"

"Agreed," the black haired girl said, before picking up her bag and slinging it on her shoulder, "Let's go back to the lodge and discuss it there,"

Miss Green frowned at her own party siding with my suggestion, but complied, "Okay, we'll do that," she turned to the receptionist, "Thank you for your time,"

"Don't mention it. After you've made a decision, if you come back here, we can set you up at the Bed and Breakfast down the road," the receptionist turned back to her computer screen, and as we left the building, we heard the sound of keys rattling behind us.



*****



"I don't think we can do that," the redhead said, "There are too many of us to fit into a B&B on such short notice!"

"I see where you're coming from, but what about the money we spent on booking this lodge? I doubt it equates to the cost of a B&B for either of our parties, so what about the rest of our money? Do we get it refunded?" James asked, leading to a general murmur of agreement in the room.

"Agreed. I don't think the costs would add up," Miss Green concurred, "And what if we don't get our money back? What then?"

"Look, I say there are more of us, so we could make better use of the lodge than you can," the redhead added. "You two can probably get a single room down at the B&B,"

"Well yeah, but how much does a single B&B room cost versus this?" I gestured around the room, "I'd say we wouldn't be getting our money's worth. Any of us."

"What if we all stay?" the black haired girl suggested, "Everybody stays in the lodge, everybody gets what they paid for. Sorted."

"Yeah, why not?" the second blonde agreed.

"I somehow doubt management would approve of that," I retorted, taking a sip of my cider, "I don't think they'd let seven people cohabit a single lodge, let alone two parties sharing a lodge."

"Fuck them then," the black haired girl dismissed, much to the amusement of her fellows, "I'll go down and tell the clerk you've left, we hide your bags in our bags, and you're sorted. None of us will be back here during the day either, so they won't notice,"

"Well, I'm sure they'd notice us coming and going, despite having 'left' the premises to stay at the B&B down the road," James responded, helping himself to the last cocktail sausage.

"Just go through the back and go round the outside. Or say that since you'd expected to have been here, you planned where to go from here as a central point."

The room fell silent for a moment.

"Nah, doesn't quite work," James said, "Seems a bit suspicious to me,"

"Well have you got a better idea?" the black haired girl asked.

James looked upwards in thought, and pursed his lips. "Okay, you win, let's go with that!"

"Everybody happy with that?"

Everyone in the room nodded in agreement, and a gentle mutter of concensus was heard.

"All right, since we're all living together for the next couple of days, we'll need to know names. I'm Cassie," the black haired girl gestured to herself, then went clockwise through the rest of the girls, "This is Alex, Jess, Kate and Beth."

Alex was the redhead, a few freckles dotting her face, her hair just past shoulder-length and slightly wavy, about 5ft 8in tall, wearing skinny jeans and a baggy long sleeved green top, which tapered into a point at her navel. Jess was the brunette, about 6ft tall with back-length straight hair, black skirt and a black vest top showcasing her large breasts magnificently.

Kate and Beth Green were the blondes of the group. Kate was about 5ft 4in tall, with her hair shoulder length and pushed back by a black hair band. She was wearing some skinny jeans and a loose fitting AC/DC t-shirt. Beth sported short jaw-length hair, skinny jeans and a short-sleeved shirt with a tight fitting lilac cardigan.

Cassie had long, black wavy hair which reached the middle of her back, and wore a black knee length skirt, what seemed to be a tight red top underneath, and a black shawl.

"Okay, let's see if I got this right," James said pointing at each girl in turn, "Cassie...Alex...Jess...Kate and Beth?"

"Yup, spot on," Cassie gave him a thumbs up, "Now what are your names?"

"I'm Gary," I gestured to myself, as Cassie had done, "And this is James."

"Okay, simple enough," Alex said. "Gary and James,"

"Right, now the important bit's out the way, I'm gonna go to the reception and check us out, and move the car down the road." I said, standing up and grabbing my coat. "You guys close the curtains and put our bags somewhere safe."



*****

It took me at least an hour to get back to the lodge, at which point I clocked the time at 21:30, approximately. The receptionist from earlier was still on, and I was referred to the B&B down the road, and given a pamphlet about it. No sniff or a whisper of a refund!

When I got back, the door was locked, so I knocked on it, and was let in by Cassie. Everyone was sat around the table, with an empty seat where Cassie had been sitting.

"What's going on, folks?" I asked, curiously.

"Texas Hold'em," Alex replied. "Have you played before?"

"Yeah, of course," I replied. "Deal me in for the next hand,"

"Will do, but we're having a break after I've won this one!" Alex grinned.

"Okay, throwdown, guys!" Beth announced, as everyone left in revealed their hands. Beth looked over the cards and calculated best hands for everyone. "It's close, but James wins with a 5-9 flush! Sorry, Alex!"

"Aaaaw damn! 4-8 flush!" Alex thumped the table in disdain.

"Okay, break time! 10 minutes, go!" Beth dismissed everyone as she collected the cards back up.

I made a beeline for the kitchen and the crate of cider before anyone else got there. I got to the fridge, and found that the cider had been de-crated and stacked on the top shelf of the fridge, with some lager and other beers on the other shelves. In the door sat two 4 pint bottles of milk.

Convenient. I grabbed a bottle off the top shelf, and shut the fridge door. As I turned around to get the bottle opener out of the drawer, I found Cassie blocking my way.

"Hi," she smiled cheerily.

"Hi," I responded, holding up my bottle, "Can I just squeeze past and get the bottle opener?"

"Sure, sorry," she stepped aside, brushing her hair over her shoulder nervously. "So, what brings you here? Holiday?"

"Yeah," I replied, cracking open my cider, and tossing the cap into the bin, "There was gonna be a third one this trip, but he's been having problems with his girlfriend, so had to stay back and sort it out."

"I see," Cassie leant back on the counter, "What kind of girl trouble?"

"The cheating kind," I replied, taking a sip from the bottle. Oooooh nice and cold!

"Oh. Lot of arguments then?"

"Yep," I took another sip.

"You have those types of arguments?"

"Nope. Not had anyone to fight with for a good while."

"And James?"

"Not for a couple of months," I took a slightly bigger sip of my cider, "Yourself?"

"Only once, back in high school," Cassie replied, rather solemnly, "There was this guy who fancied me. A lot. He was incredibly socially awkward, in the sense that he was too forward about it, and wouldn't take 'No' for an answer, and asked me at least three times a day, every day for a month,"

"Wow!" I exclaimed, "That's dedication, if nothing else!"

"Anyway, after what must have been the millionth time he'd asked, I snapped, and told him to stop asking me out or I'd tie his balls to separate teams of sled dogs and tell them 'Mush!',"

I laughed, almost gagging on the mouthful of cider I was in the process of swallowing, must to Cassie's amusement. After regaining my composure, and refraining from laughing until I'd swallowed my cider, I was able to speak again, "Did he stop?"

"Yup," Cassie grinned triumphantly, "However, it was also enough to deter other boys from asking me out. I think they were afraid of receiving the same treatment,"

"Any better since high school?"

"No, I'm sure my friends told some of their friends at college about it, and the story spread around. People I'd never even met before knew about it. It was torture. I dropped out of the college and applied to another one, where I met Kate, Beth, Alex and Jess."

"Wow, sounds rather hectic."

"Yeah. We've just completed our second year, so we saved up and came out for a bit of a girly weekend. Hasn't quite gone to plan so far, but I'm not complaining."

I paused a moment to look at Cassie, "Really? Me neither. This might be fun. Got more people to talk to, new people at that. And more people for card games and what have you."

"Is that really what comes to your mind when you're sharing a lodge with five young women for a weekend?"

I hesitated again, thinking before I answered, trying to be careful not to offend Cassie, "Yes," I sipped my cider again. Well, I say sipped...

"Break's over! Places, everyone!" Beth called out.

"You're a terrible liar," Cassie grinned, and moved back to the table, passing close by me, locking her eyes into mine as she passed. I felt like I'd just looked into Medusa's gaze, and once more, for a brief moment, felt like I'd been turned to stone.



*****



I was woken by the rattle of bottles as the fridge door was opened. My eyes flickered as they opened, readjusting themselves to consciousness.

The lone light of the fridge illuminated the room, glazing the furniture and bench-top kitchen appliances, as well as the silhouetted figure peering into it.

I got up, leaving my blanket on the couch as I rose and made my way to the kitchen, trying not to disturb James, who was slumbering on the area rug beside the couch.

As I approached the kitchen, the figure rose from the fridge, brandishing the bottle of milk and a glass. She used her leg to prop the door open, leaving both hands free to pour herself a glass of milk.

She put the glass down on the counter above the fridge, reaffixed the lid, and replaced the bottle before closing the fridge door.

"Hey," I whispered, causing her to jump in fright, making an audible gasp, before she chuckled.

"Hey," she said, hushed, "How come you're not asleep?"

"I was woken by the fridge light," I explained, "How about you?"

"Couldn't sleep," she explained, "Alex kept rolling on top of me in her sleep. Difficult to drift off when you have someone who can't sleep still sharing a bed with you."

"Ah you're in the double bed?"

"Yep," she replied. In the dim light, I saw her glass of milk rise up to her face and get tilted as she drank. "Me, Alex and Jess sharing. Beth and Kate were least willing to get in the double, so they took the two single beds in the other room,"

James began snoring behind me, and I heard him shuffling about on the rug as he adjusted himself.

"So how is it sharing a bed with two of your friends?"

"I was optimistic about it at first, thought it'd be fun and different, but Alex is a really energetic sleeper. It's ridiculous how much she moves around," Cassie took another drink of her milk.

"Just out of curiosity," I moved a bit closer to Cassie in the darkened kitchen, "Why did you suggest that we all stay here this weekend? You could have easily let myself and James go to the B&B, and you'd have the lodge to yourselves, and have the girly weekend you were here for,"

Cassie was silent for a moment, and downed the remnants of her milk, and put her glass in the sink. She remained hunched over the sink for a good while before turning back towards me, "Because..." she began, stumbling over her words slightly. She took a deep breath before continuing, "If I tell you, will you promise not to tell anyone else?"

I glanced behind me as James snorted and shifted again on the rug. "Yes, I promise."

Cassie took a step towards me, "Okay," she took a deep breath and sighed, "Because I think you're attractive,"

"Really?" I asked, slightly flustered and taken aback by Cassie's revelation, not having expected anyone as good looking as her to be interested in someone like me.

"Really," Cassie affirmed, "and I was hoping that if we spent some time together, maybe you'd like me, too,"

"Well, I'm not afraid of you using sled dogs to pull my balls off," I told her, jokingly, and felt her hand on my shoulder, then feel its way up the nape of my neck to the back of my head.

I then felt Cassie's lips press against mine as she pulled me into a kiss, a slight, gentle kiss, which only lasted a few seconds before she broke it.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thi..." I kissed her before she could finish speaking, a deeper, more passionate kiss, her mouth opening, and mine reacting to match it, our tongues pushing forward into each others' mouths and exploring, snaking, probing each other's mouths for the first time.

Cassie broke the kiss, panting for breath, "Wow!" she gasped, leaning her head forward so our foreheads touched, and we shared chuckle. Cassie shushed us, as not to wake the others, and we laughed noiselessly.

Suddenly, we heard the stairs creak as someone descended them. Hurriedly, Cassie grabbed me and pulled me to the corner of the kitchen, where there was a cupboard housing cleaning products, and pulled us both into the cramped space, pulling the door to behind us.

"Cassie, what are you...?"

"Shh-sh-sh-sh!" Cassie urged, as we sat crouched behind the door as the footsteps of the girl approached. The fridge door opened and the light shone through the slats, illuminating the girl's short blonde hair, and some of Cassie in the cupboard.


Lodge 4 Ch. 01



Cassie seemed to be wearing a baggy t-shirt, but couldn't make much else out. The light was too dim, and her legs obscured the front view of her t-shirt. The light shut off again, and Beth left the kitchen. We waited for the footfalls to reach the top of the stairs before we re-emerged.

"What was that about, Cassie?" I whispered as we clambered out of the cupboard, trying not to make any noise.

Cassie kissed me again, passionately and deeply, her hands wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me into her. One of her hands snaked down my back, causing me to arch it slightly. She went with this, and keps kissing me as I slowly collapsed to the floor, ending up sat with my back against the cupboard.

She broke the kiss, and knelt between my legs, her hand hooking inside the waistband of my shorts, and pulling them down, her other hand reaching in and pulling out my hard cock and balls, so they hung over my waistband.

She started to pump her hand up and down my shaft, slowly at first, gauging its length. "Wow, your cock feels huge! How big is it?"

I took a bit longer to register the question than I perhaps should have, as I was focussing a bit too much on other things, "Uhm..." I said, as she began to increase the pace of her handjob, "I think about...8 inches."

"Oooh, I like the sound of that," Cassie squeezed my cock tightly with both hands, and I had to stifle a moan, "It's nice and thick, too!"

She resumed wanking me off with one hand, while the other cupped my balls, "Don't give them to the dogs! I like them where they are!" I gasped jokingly as she did so.

"Don't worry, I like them where they are, too!" she released my balls from her grip, and slowed down her handjob. Cassie inhaled, and stood up. "Your shorts are in the way, I can't get in there,"

I stood up and stepped out of my shorts, and took my shirt off as well. Cassie grabbed my cock again and began to stroke it, building up the pace rather rapidly, until she was jerking me off as fast as she could.

This only lasted for a moment before she slowed again to help me stave off my orgasm, "Can I suck it?" Cassie asked as she began to twist her hand as it slid along its length.

"Yes, but first, I think it's your turn to have some attention, don't you?" I knelt down in front of Cassie and placed my hand on her shoulder, and ran it up to her head, pulling her into a brief kiss.

My hand then slid back to her shoulder, then I let it drop slowly until it felt the swell of her breast, gliding down it until it began to fall away. I gave it a gentle squeeze through her t-shirt, causing Cassie to audibly sigh. My other hand was grabbed at the wrist by Cassie, who guided it up under the t-shirt to her other breast, and had me squeeze it, her nipple greeting me with a friendly poke.

I let go of her t-shirt covered breast and slipped my hand underneath the material, so that I could grope both breasts without anything being in the way. Cassie cooed as I massaged her breasts, and tugged on her nipples.

Cassie's hand found my cock again and began pumping it as I kneaded her breasts, keeping it in time with my hands on her breasts.

"Mmmm, you like my tits?"

"Oh yes!" I replied, beginning to squeeze them a bit more now. Cassie responded by rubbing my cock faster.

"34F, all natural," Cassie whispered, my cock seemingly growing harder and longer at the revelation. Cassie felt it change in her hand, "Ooooh, excited, aren't we? You wanna fuck 'em? You want to slide your cock between them and pound my tits til you explode all over me?"

"I'd love to!" My cock started to ache as the first stages of my orgasm approached, Cassie pumping my cock even faster now. I wasn't sure I could last that long!

"Well tough," Cassie said, slowing down her hand on my cock, "You'll just have to wait. We have 2 more days here. I want to save the best til last!"

I was shocked that I'd have to wait, sit in agony, waiting to fuck her tits. I could see it being unbearable, "You bitch!" I joked, "I almost wish the dogs had my balls now!"

Cassie laughed, and rolled her thumb over the tip of my penis, causing me to jolt at the sudden sensation.

Suddenly, there was a thump, and an audible "Ooft!" from James. I grabbed my shirt and shorts from beside me and put them on.

"Stay still," I whispered to Cassie, as I went to the fridge and opened the door, looking over at James on the floor. His eyes flickered open as the light struck them.

"Hey, mate," I said, hushed as to not wake the girls upstairs, "You ok?"

"Yeah," James moaned as he squinted at me, still groggy from sleep, "Kicked the couch,"

"Okay, no worries," I said, grabbing the milk, and unscrewing the cap, "Shift over a bit so you don't kick it again,"

James laughed through his nose, "Good idea," he said, shuffling across the floor away from the couch, "Right, g'night,"

"Night mate," I said, and took a swig from the milk before replacing it, and closing the fridge door. As the door closed, I felt Cassie grab my hand and pull me away from the fridge, out of the kitchen and towards the stairs.

Cassie opened the bathroom door at the bottom of the stairs and pulled me inside. I heard a >snackclick

I took a good look at Cassie for the first time that night. She had a bit of bed hair, some stray strands sticking out at awkward angles, a grey t-shirt with a red line drawing of Route 66 decal on the front, some black panties, and nothing else.

"What are we doing in here?" I asked her, whispering.

"Too much at risk of being found," she replied, "Plus if Jess or Alex wake up and find me gone, they can at least find me in here,"

"Fair point," I acknowledged, "But we won't have long if someone comes and finds us here, so let's make it quick,"

"Agreed,"

"So shall we 69 and both finish together?"

"Fuck yeah!" Cassie lunged at me and locked lips with me, her tongue thrusting into my mouth like it was a battering ram. She broke the kiss a moment to say "All this nearly being caught? I fucking love it!"

I laid down on the floor on my back, and Cassie followed me, kissing me again while I was down, her hand resting on my chest.

Not wasting any more time, she sat up, took her panties off and discarded them casually to one side. She turned away from my head, pulled my cock out of my shorts, and straight away, her head fell to it, swallowing almost half of it!

She held my cock upright and started to bob her head on it as her tongue snaked over it, coating it with saliva. She swung her leg over me and stuck her vagina in my face, beckoning me to eat her.

I gladly obliged, and began to lick at her moist slit as she sucked me off. She tasted rather sweet, her pussy very moist from all the psychological stimulation she'd been exposed to already.

I felt my pleasure climbing towards orgasm, so I started licking at Cassie's hot pussy faster, inserting a finger as I did so.

Cassie trembled as it slipped inside her. She took her mouth off my cock, and started masturbating me with her hand as she looked back at me and whispered, "Ah fuck, you're gonna make me cum if you don't stop!"

I took my lips off her to reply, "Feeling's mutual," and returned to licking as I inserted another finger into her.

Cassie retaliated by wrapping her lips around my cock again and rather than bobbing her head, she held the first inch or so of my cock in her mouth, and sucked at it, her tongue pushing itself beneath my foreskin and circling the inside of it.

I felt my orgasm about to hit, the pressure starting to build. I needed to make Cassie cum too!

I started to pump my fingers into her, but I doubted it would be enough. With my free hand, I reached up, parted her ass cheeks slightly. I felt Cassie slow down a moment in anticipation of what I was about to do.

I stuck a finger into her ass hole, and I felt her shiver. She returned to her blowjob, her lips tightly sealing my cockhead within her mouth as she furiously beat her hand up and down my shaft.

In response, I started pulsating both fingers as fast as I could in and out of her holes as I licked and sucked at her clitoris, getting faster and faster as the pleasure in my own genitals was building and building more and more, and I felt Cassie replicating this in time with her own impending orgasm. I felt my hips start to buck into Cassie's mouth as my climax approached, barely able to take any more!

I felt Cassie's orgasm hit first, her cunt clenching around my fingers, her anus tightening as she shook and oozed pussy juice. After the initial tremor of spasming, she returned to the blowjob, frantically sucking and pumping at my cock in order to make me cum.

I lasted about 10 seconds before my hips bucked and contracted in orgasm, launching a torrent of cum into Cassie's mouth, her hand still pumping the shaft, her tongue still active all the while, swallowing my cum straight away like a champ!

As my orgasm began to subside, she slowed down and relented, squeezing and teasing my shaft as she milked me dry.

"Wow!" I fell back, exhausted. Cassie dismounted me, and crawled over to my head, teary eyed from her orgasm. I sat up, and she hugged me tightly.

"Thank you," she whispered in my ear, "Thank you so much,"

She stood up and put her panties back on, unlocked the door, took a final look at me, smiling appreciatively, and closed the door.

What was that all about?



To be continued...



Lodge 4 Ch. 02



I woke up to the sound of chatter and clanking of cutlery and porcelain in the kitchen. James and the girls were getting breakfasts ready and the table set up. Strangely, I felt there was someone missing from the group.

"Morning," I said, my eyes narrow slits, still adjusting to the morning light.

"Morning," the girls greeted in almost perfect sync as they went about their tasks.

"Mornin' mate," James smiled as he set some plates down on the table, "You sleep all right?"

I sat up on the couch, "Yeah, thanks. Your leg okay?"

"Yeah, fine thanks,"

"What happened to your leg?" Alex asked, dropping two slices of bread into the toaster.

"I kicked the sofa in the night," James replied, and pulled his trouser leg up to have a look at it, "It's left a bit of a bruise, but it feel fine,"

"Wow, that's really come out," Alex gasped at his bruise. My view of it was obscured by one of the benches in the kitchen, but I'm sure he'd show it again later on.

"Anything I can do to help?" I asked.

"Well, Cassie left to get some things at the shop about 15 minutes ago," Jess answered, "Maybe you can go and give her a hand bringing the bags back,"

So Cassie was the one missing. I needed to talk to her about last night anyway. There was something just not right about the way she left, "Sure, I'll just get changed and head down now,"

*****

The shops were a short walk down the road and took no more than 10 minutes to reach from the lodge. It wasn't a lot of shops, just a Post Office, a small branch of the Co-Operative and a Newsagents, but enough to keep us going.

As I reached the gravelly forecourt to the shops, I saw the automatic doors of the Co-Op open, and Cassie totter out with what looked like six bags of shopping in each hand.

"Cassie!" I called over to her, and she looked up at me, and a smile broke over her face, as she hurriedly navigated the gravelly forecourt in plimsoles, her face twitching and her teeth clenching as she felt every jagged piece of gravel poke and jab at her feet through the soles of her shoes.

"Here," she said, handing me the bags from one hand, "You take those," I held my hand up to hers and slipped the bags from her hand. They were rather heavy, despite there only being two of them. As soon as they were gone from her hand, Cassie shook her hand in the air, helping relieve the stress from her hand where the bag straps had been digging in.

"That everything?" I asked, switching one of the bags to my opposite hand.

"Yup," Cassie confirmed, moving one of her bags to the other hand as well.

"The girls thought you might need a hand," I explained, "Seems like they were right,"

Cassie laughed, "Well I thought I could get us some supplies for tomorrow's breakfast,"

"Oooh," I exclaimed, "Such as?" God, please let there be hash browns in there!

"I got us some sausages, some eggs, some bacon, tomatoes, mushrooms, black pudding for Jess and Kate, bread for toast, ketchup, brown sauce and cooking oil," Cassie listed. Damn it! No hash browns!

"Lovely! Look forward to that!" I grinned, and we started walking back to the lodge. While walking, I took note of what Cassie was wearing for the day.

Plimsoles, of course, a pair of black leggings, a blue skirt, and her hair was tied back in a ponytail. She was also wearing a red, wine and black chequered shirt with the top 3 or so buttons undone, allowing her to show off an impressive, deep and hypnotic cleavage.

I managed to snap myself away from staring long enough to say something, though by that time we were halfway back to the lodge!

"Ummm, Cassie," she cocked her head as she looked at me, "I wanna talk to you about last night,"

"Ah," Cassie turned her head away as we walked, looking down at the ground, "I thought you might,"

"Hmmm," I replied, "Look, if you don't want to talk about it, we don't have to,"

"No, no, I think we need to," Cassie stopped and turned to look at me, "I want to be honest with you, but it's kind of embarrassing,"

"It's okay," I tried to reassure her, "I won't mention it to anyone, it'll be just between you and me, okay?"

She looked up at me and sighed, "Okay," she took a moment to compose herself, "Last night was..."

'...a mistake?' I thought to myself, anticipating the conclusion to that sentence in the moment she took to draw breath and complete it.

"Last night was the first time in 3 years I've engaged in sexual activities with someone else," Cassie was visibly blushing, "After that fiasco in high school, and after I was betrayed by people I thought were my friends, my parents sent me to an all girls college, their logic being that I shouldn't be around boys because that's how the trouble all started,"

I was stunned, especially after last night. How the hell did she manage to swallow all of my cum without spilling a single drop? I'm sure I must've pumped at least a gallon into her!

"So it's like I'm a virgin again," Cassie bit her lip, "I'd forgotten almost everything, what a cock felt like, what it tastes like, and how it felt when someone else made me cum!"

"You could orgasm when you were 16?"

"Yup!" Cassie announced somewhat proudly, "Was one of the lucky ones! Got finger fucked to my first one by a rugby player! Last night, you made me feel all of that again and more," Cassie slipped both bags into one hand and pulled out a bottle of baby oil, holding it up in front of us, "This is going to help me thank you for that tomorrow," she slipped it into her bag again.

"Shit..." I felt my heart skip a beat. I wanted her now! I wanted to throw her down into the road and fuck her right there, but then I realised, "Hang on...tomorrow? James and I are going abseiling tomorrow before we go home, I won't have time to screw around with you,"

"Then pretend to injure yourself so we can! Twist your ankle, your knee, anything, and we have a good few hours alone,"

"Well, I suppose I could..."

I was interrupted by a handsfree kiss from Cassie before I could finish my sentence. When she broke the kiss I continued.

"As I was saying, I suppose I could, but what about you?"

"Don't worry, I have a plan," Cassie smiled, "The girls are wanting to go out onto the lake, so we hired two Canadian Canoes for a couple of hours, which takes them out of the picture,"

"Awesome," I said, as we began moving back to the lodge, "What about today? What do you have planned?"

"Swimming and sun bathing," Cassie replied, "There's a pool behind Reception. Swing by after lunch, and we can play a little then,"

"Sounds like fun,"

*****

After breakfast, James and I got kitted out with hiking boots, a pair of thick socks on over our regular socks, shorts, t-shirts, caps, sunglasses and I was carrying the backpack with some bottled water and the map of the route in it.

The walk would take about 2 hours to complete, so we'd be back for about for 11, giving us a bit of time before the rock climbing, which was booked for 3.

It was peaceful along the walk, the only sounds being the crunch of the dusty trail beneath out feet, the gentle lapping of the lake against the shore, and the occassional bird twittering in the boughs of the trees above us.

Along the walk, James managed to spot a few squirrels, and insisted he saw a deer, but I never got a glimpse of it. There were a good few hills to climb along the walk, and by the end, my legs felt like they were made of concrete!

We arrived back at the lodge a bit later than anticipated, stumbling in through the door at half past 11. I fell back onto the couch, exhausted. James managed to soldier into the kitchen and make some ham sandwiches for our lunch.

We cracked open a couple of chilled bottles of cider and instantly felt better, forgetting about our tired legs.

"Right," I announced as I finished my sandwich, heaving myself up onto my legs, "I'm gonna head to the sauna. Wanna join?"

"Nah, mate, I'm shattered," James took a sip of his cider, "I think I'll have a kip before climbing,"

"Right oh," I went upstairs to find my bag and get my swimming shorts out. I found it in the wardrobe of the room with the double bed, and found my swimming shorts near the bottom of the bag.

I half fell down the stairs, my legs were working mainly by gravity now, shorts scrunched up in my hand. I went into the bathroom and took a towel off the rack, briefly remembering last night and feeling my cock twinge to the memory, "Right, see you later,"

"See you, mate," James replied as I headed out of the door and towards Reception.

*****

"I'm sorry, Mr Dean, but since you are not currently residing in a lodge on our grounds, you are not allowed to use the pool facilities," the receptionist behind the desk was not the same woman from last night.

"Look, I paid for a lodge, it got double booked, me and my friend had to go elsewhere," I replied, "I was not refunded the difference between paying for this place and the other, so the way I see it, I have still paid for the right to use the amenities if I want to,"

The receptionist sighed, typed something into the computer, and turned the screen to face me, "Look, see here, it says on the screen that a B. Green is currently staying in Lodge 4, and I see nowhere that G. Dean is booked into the same Lodge for this weekend,"

"It'll be under J. Lang. My friend booked it for the two of us,"

"Do you see a J. Lang on the screen?"

I looked at the screen, humouring her, "No,"

"And do you know what that means?"

"No, what?"

"It means you're not on this site, so you can't use the pool. Good day," with that, the receptionist turned her screen back towards her, got up and left before I could respond.

I let out a groan of frustration.

"Can I help you?"

I looked up and the receptionist from last night was stood behind the counter.

"Oh, hi," I said, "Listen, I just got told I can't use the pool because I'm not on the..."

"Oh, don't worry about that," she interrupted, "You go right ahead and use the pool if you want to. I'll let the others know so they can let you in in the future,"

She reached under the desk and pressed a button, allowing me to pass through the turnstile and through to the pool.

Almost as soon as I passed the turnstile, I smelt the familiar swimming pool smell we all know. Crisp and yet warm at the same time.

I found myself a cubicle and got changed into my swimming shorts, found a locker and pit my towel and dry clothes in, making sure to put the towel on top.

I shut the door and locked it, taking the key with my, strapping it to my wrist like a watch, and made my way to the pool.

The pool was fairly deserted, about 25m long, with only 5 bikini clad girls in it, 4 of whom were playing with a beachball, the other was swimming lengths.

"Look who's here!" Cassie called out, beckoning me into the pool to join them. I sat on the edge and slipped into waist deep water. It was rather cool, but it didn't bother me.

"Hey," I said, wading over to them, trying not to stare at them out of politeness. Alex was wearing a dark green bikini, her breasts squashed more against her chest than anything else, making them look a bit bigger; Kate was wearing a baby blue bikini, which held within the cups rather small breasts, only about large A cups at best; Jess and Cassie looked incredibly, both of them, both wearing black bikinis showcasing their magnificently large breasts, though I'd have to say they were about evenly matched.

Beth was doing lengths of the pool, so couldn't really get a glimpse of her.

"Mind if I join in?" I asked as I reached the group.

"Sure, it's about time I got out now, so you can have my spot," Jess said, ducking down and swimming towards the ladder at the shallow end.

"Yeah me too. Wanna go get some more sun!" Alex followed suit, diving down underwater and swimming towards the shallow end as well.

"Okay, looks like it's just the three of us then," Cassie said, bouncing the ball off her fist towards me. I caught it and held it for a moment.

"Doesn't Beth want to join in?" I asked.

"Nah, she prefers swimming lengths," Kate replied, "We've asked her to play, like, a thousand times, but she doesn't want to,"

"Fair enough," I acknowledged, and bounced the ball over to Kate.

A short time later, Beth announced she was getting out and she would see us back at the lodge.

That left just me, Cassie and Kate left in the pool, continuing to see how long we could make a rally last for.

We managed a rally of 15 before Cassie hit it too high and too far, causing it to soar far over my head and bounce off the wall.

After a few more attempts, I decided it was time I went into the sauna, getting out (much to Cassie's disappointment I might add) and headed into the sauna.

Awash with heat, I sat down on the bench, sighed, leant back against the wall, and relaxed. It wasn't long before I eyed the bucket of water and the coals.

Feeling the child in me urge me forward, I shuffled along the bench towards them as they called me. I took hold of the ladel and filled it with the water in the bucket, lifting it up over the coals, and slowly tipping it.

>Fsssssssshhhhhhhhht!

I giggled slightly as the coals hissed and steam rose from them, before replacing the ladel, deciding that my inner child was satisfied.

Just then, the door opened, and Cassie peered in.

"Gary," she whispered, "Kate's gone now. We're good to go!"

I got up off the bench excitedly as I followed Cassie out of the sauna and towards the toilets. Cassie opened the door to the disabled toilet and pulled me inside by the waistband.

She closed the door behind us, locked it and laid down the towels she'd been carrying, laying them in the shape of a letter T, not fully unfolded.

Once she'd done that, she turned back to me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling me into a deep kiss. My hands snuck underneath and stroked her bare, still wet back.

As the kiss became more heated and more passionate, my hands converged to untie Cassie's bikini top. Feeling this, Cassie broke the kiss and took a small step back to prevent me from doing so.

"Whoa, mister," she warned, "You don't get to see those or play with those until tomorrow. Understand?"

"What? Why?" I asked, a mixture of shock and disappointment in my voice.

"Because," Cassie walked her fingers up my chest, "I want you to fully appreciate them in every way tomorrow. If you do everything today, there'll be nothing new left to do,"

Before I could respond, she kissed me again, pressing her lips against mine more gently, and more lightly, testing to see if I'd learnt my lesson.

I returned to caressing her back, and when she was satisfied I was going to behave myself, she pressed her face against mine a bit more enthusiastically, pushing her tongue into my mouth.

However, as I lost myself in the kiss, one of my fingers got caught in on of the loops in the bow knot in Cassie's bikini top, and my eyes opened in horror as the strings loosened and fell apart.

Cassie broke the kiss again to scold me, "Hey, what did I just tell you?" She kept her breasts pressed up against me so that the bikini would stay still as she retied the knot.

"Sorry, it was an accident," I held my hands up as if to plead my innocence. She didn't seem to buy it.

"Yeah, right," Cassie snorted sarcastically, though smiling as she did so. She still seemed to be having fun, though was having some difficulty retying her bikini, "Since you undid it, you can help me redo it," Cassie held the strings out behind her, and turned away from me so I could retie her bikini.

I took a hold of the strings and pulled them back until they were taut, then crossed them over, and pulled them to tighten and close the first part of the knot, aiming to pull it tight enough to squish her breasts against her chest and provide at least something good to ogle.

"Hey, if you're wanting it that tight, let me readjust first," Cassie instructed, "Untie it and do it again, but don't pull until I say,"

I complied, and watched from behind as Cassie jiggled her boobs, and pulled the bikini top up a bit.

"Okay, now,"

I pulled the strings tight and tied the whole knot. Cassie then turned around to let me examine my work. It had worked perfectly. Her beautiful tits were pressed more against her chest, creating an immense cleavage and definitely something good to ogle. How my eyes were going to stray I did not know!

"Okay, since you didn't behave yourself during the make-out, let's skip straight to the sexy stuff," Cassie dropped to her knees, resting her knees on the cross bar of the towel T, beckoning me forwards. I stood in front of her, and she yanked my swimming shorts down.

My cock sprang forwards, straight into Cassie's waiting mouth. My hips bucked slightly at the sudden sensation, inadvertently driving my cock deeper into Cassie's mouth, pressing the tip into her tongue.

Cassie moaned and sucked on it deeply, beginning to circle the head of my cock with her tongue as she did so.

Her tongue pushed against my foreskin, gently lifting it up as she explored underneath it, the tender cock head shivering as it was stroked, further increasing the stimulation received from Cassie's head.

I stifled a moan so as not to be heard by staff. Cassie grinned, her mouth opening to let me see her tongue as it probed the head of my cock. She wrapped her lips around my cock and began to bob her head, taking more of me into her mouth each time.

She took her head away from my cock, replacing it with her hand, gently stroking it, "I want you to fuck me now," Cassie instructed, lying back on the towel making the stem of the T, and spread her legs, one hand down her bikini thong, resting on her clit.

"You sure?" I asked, "It's been a long time for you, are you sure you're ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready," Cassie replied, groping a breast with her free hand, "You finger fucked me last night. That...cleared the cobwebs a little, shall we say?" Cassie grinned and began to gyrate her hand against her clit, moaning and biting her lip.

I knelt down between Cassie's legs, and slipped my fingers into the rim of her bikini thong and pulled it down. She put her legs together to help me get it off, and spread them apart to reveal her warm, moist cunt, cleanly shaven and begging for attention, her hands now pulling her knees back to give me plenty of room.

Happily, I obliged, and stuck my head into her crotch, and began to lick at her sensitive area, taking long, slow licks to start with, to get her warmed up.

Cassie squirmed on the towels. I reached up and held her hips still as I probed her juicy bowels with my tongue, lapping up her sweet juices as they leaked out. I slowly worked my way up her cunt towards her swollen clitoris, my tongue making circles and swirls as it crept towards it.

When I finally reached it, my lips locked around it, and sucked it into my mouth. Cassie's hips bucked violently, wrenching her clit out of my mouth. As soon as they fell, my mouth was back on it, and my tongue dancing a tango with it in my mouth.

"Fuck, fuck," Cassie seethed, the pleasure getting almost too much for her to handle, ""Stop, stop, I don't wanna cum yet!"

I ignored her pleas, and renewed my efforts to make her cum, now stroking and tickling her vagina in tandem with my suckling.

"I don't wanna...I don't wanna...I don't...." she panted, almost whimpering as I brought her closer and closer to orgasm, "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! Fuck!"

I felt Cassie's body tense up, ready for release! I pushed my finger into her vagina. That did the trick.

Cassie's hips bucked as her orgasm pulsated and rippled throughout her body, the waves bouncing off each other and causing smaller tremors. All the while, I managed to keep my mouth firmly pressed into her clit, still sucking on it, still licking it, still tasting it.




Lodge 4 Ch. 02



"Fuck, fuck, stop Gary," Cassie panted, trying to push my head away, "Too sensitive!"

I stopped and took my face away from her, sitting back on my calves.

Cassie moaned, squeezing her breasts with her hands as she dwelled in the afterglow of her orgasm.

I spent a bit too long watching them, mesmerized by their shape as they were pushed together, pressed against her chest, and everything in between, all while still covered by that bikini. I could easily have cum there and then just watching her, but I somehow managed to find it in me to restrain myself.

"Get up here, I want to taste you again!" Cassie instructed. I took the towel I'd been kneeling on and shifted it round next to her head. I knelt back down beside her, and she rolled over slightly so she lay on her side.

Pushing her breasts together between her biceps, her hands resting on her pussy, she took the head of my cock in her mouth, and slowly began to bob her head.

Fuck, the visual and physical stimulation were almost too much to bear. What she was doing looked and felt absolutely stunning. The gentle sucking and licking of her mouth on my cockhead combined with the sight of her gently massaging her pussy, and her arms pushing her concealed breasts together, the swells of the breasts pushing out past all sides of the bikini, almost as if she was about to shed it like a snake sheds its skin, teasing at what lay underneath...it was mindblowing!

"Oh shit, Cassie," I moaned, "I really wanna fuck your gorgeous tits now!"

Cassie grinned, "Mmm...tomorrow you can," she gave my cock another quick suck or two, "Keep going," she said, resuming her blowjob.

I moaned again, "I wanna put my cock between your tits, push them together and fuck them until I blow my load!" I shuddered as I imagined the feeling of her breasts around my cock, the sweet tit flesh pressing together against my cock and against each other, her nipples hard and poking through her fingers.

"Where will you blow your load?" Cassie asked between sucks, her tongue now busier than before, her cheeks visibly caving inwards with each suck now.

"All over your face and neck and tits," I moaned again as I imagined my cum erupting from my cock and covering Cassie's face as she licked the head of my cock when it emerged from the top of her tits, her tongue scooping the semen from around her lips into her hungry mouth.

I felt a surge of pressure build in my cock, the feelings and images my mind was conjuring were too much, and suddenly I came! My hips bucked at the abrupt sensation, my cock pulling out of Cassie's mouth as the first shot of cum rocketed out of the end, and soaring over Cassie's face and splattering on the floor behind her, a couple of drops actually being caught by her cheek.

My hips uncontrollably bucked again, and one of my knees buckled slightly, causing my cock to angle to one side. A second huge spurt of cum shot out and most of it disappeared from view down Cassie's cleavage, some of it managing to leak out the other side, and some streaking across her collarbone and the swell of her nearest breast and forearm.

Cassie, trying to take control of the situation, managed to take my cock back into her mouth as the third spurt hit. She wasn't quick enough to catch the third shot, which was slightly weaker than the last two, which landed on the fabric of the bikini of her near breast, the tail end of it streaking up her breast and to her neck as she pulled it towards her, a long thin string of cum linking her chin and her boob.

My hips bucked gently as I pumped the rest of my cum into Cassie's mouth, my eyes closing as the pleasure overwhelmed me. As I came down from my climax, I relaxed, and my eyes could finally open again as Cassie let my cock drop from her mouth, satisfied it had given all it could.

The sight I was greeted with was truly one to behold. Cassie was still on her side, with cum dribbing down both sides of one of her breasts, a rather substantial splatter on her bikini top, a few spots on her face, and a string across her arm.

"Wow, that was really something!" Cassie exclaimed, rolling onto her back, examining the expanse of the mess, "You got it everywhere!" she laughed, "Oh god, I can feel it between my tits! It feels so weird!"

I sat back on my calves, exhausted, my orgasm still lingering and trailing off, "That was...wow..."

"Yeah, shame you finished before you could fuck me," Cassie laughed as she scooped up the cum beneath her breast with her finger, and sucking it into her mouth, "But I guess that's what I can look forward to tomorrow, like you and that tit fuck I promised you,"

I chuckled as I observed her, and agreed. Despite me having just cum, I felt my cock twinge as I watched her eating the jizz I'd just covered her with, "You know, for someone who hasn't had sex in 3 years, you sure do seem to love cum,"

"Oh god, it's true," Cassie moaned as she licked her gooey fingers again, having taken most of it off her bikini cup, "I love the taste, the texture, the consistency, and the best part is actually working for it,"

Then Cassie pushed her hand between her tits, parting them, I inhaled as I watched her slide her fingers up her sternum and push the pool of cum out from between them, a big sticky torrent pouring out and down the crest of her tit.

She managed to catch it before it fell too far, and held it there with her hand while she used the other to gather as much as she could before lifting it into her mouth.

Cassie, having exhausted the amount of cum she could eat that was actually on her, rubbed the rest into her skin like it was sun tan lotion, "Now I can't wait til tomorrow!"

To be continued...



Lodge 4 Ch. 03



I spent the rest of the day thinking about Cassie. After the first night's impromptu midnight sixty-nine, and the swimming pool tryst, I was almost permanently erect. Now I know what it must be like to take Viagra, only I felt the mental and chemical arousal as well as the physical.

All of this fuelled by the desire to see Cassie's naked breasts, to suckle on her teats, to caress and massage them, to slide my cock between them and shoot my cum over her whilst they are pressed around my shaft.

I shuddered as I imagined the feeling of them around me. I had only felt her breasts once on the first night, and judging by the memory I have of them, I reckon I'd last about 15 seconds before my cock gets torn off by the amount of cum pumping through it.

Before that, though, I have to endure foreplay and sex. The former, Cassie is very good at, I know that from experience. The latter is something I may have to do a lot of the work on, but the reward will be well worth it!

Regardless, I was having the best holiday of my life. It doesn't get much better than this.

I could barely look at Cassie during dinner. I didn't want to rouse suspicion of our plan, though I hadn't had an opportunity to "injure" myself during rock climbing. James was excellent at spotting (a Spotter stays on the ground with the other end of the rope the climber is attached to in order to stop the climber falling), so whenever I feigned a slip, he caught me before I fell too far, so didn't have the momentum to make a convincing injury.

I had to find something else to get me to stay in all morning.

Before we went to bed for the night (couch and floor, for myself and James), we played a few rounds of Texas Hold'em, with bowls of snacks James and I had brought yesterday, and beer and cider shared between us, some of which we'd brought, some of which the girls had.

By the time we finished, and had all turned in for the night, I was still unable to think of a good enough excuse to duck out of abseiling tomorrow. I was going to have to think of something fast.

*****

A couple of hours later, I got up and went to the fridge to get some milk. I tried to be swift and silent, so as not to wake James up be either noise or the light coming on.

I took a swig straight from the 4 litre bottle of milk and replaced it in the fridge door, closing it behind me.

As I made my way back to the rug (James and I having agreed to switch "beds" so we each spent a night on the couch), I feigned a slip, making sure my hand landed close to James' head and rousing him from his sleep.

"Gary?" James murmured in the dark as his silhouetted form shifted before me.

"Sorry mate," I replied in a hushed voice, "Just slipped is all."

"Ah right," James mumbled, "Careful," and with that, James rolled over back to sleep.

*****

I woke in the morning to James playfully kicking my waist, "C'mon, get up"

"D'you mind not kicking me?" I asked as I rolled over to face him.

"Ah, don't be such a grump!" James gave me one final nudge with his foot before heading to the kitchen, "It's our turn for breakfast I guess, since the girls made it yesterday."

I sat up, "Fair enough. I think we still have some bacon left over,"

"Bacon sandwiches it is!" James flung the fridge door open and found the remaining packets of bacon the girls had set aside for today.

I steadily rose to my feet, careful to only use one leg to stand up, keeping the other straight. James noticed, frowning at me, "What's up?"

"I slipped last night when I went to the kitchen," I explained, "Think I've twisted my knee," I half hopped to the kitchen counter to join James, faking a seeth of pain as I made contact with the floor with the foot of my "injured" leg.

"You serious?" James asked, "How the hell did you manage that?"

"Going for a drink in the middle of the night, half drunk, half asleep, wearing socks on laminate flooring," I replied, gesturing to various objects to enhance my explanation.

At that moment, the girls came down the stairs, still in their various nightwear (Cassie and Beth were wearing t-shirts, Jess was wearing pyjamas, and Kate and Alex were wearing wife beaters). I had to repeat my story when asked how we were, so managed to garner some sympathy from the girls, and managed to get a couple of hugs in the process from Alex and Kate.

Glancing over at Cassie, she grinned knowingly, making sure her gaze didn't linger for too long, reducing the chance of being caught out. The girls then insisted that they cooked breakfast, and practically forced us out of the kitchen in the process, much to James' displeasure.

As the girls cooked, James and I retreated to the couch and turned the TV onto the Formula 1, the smell of frying bacon filling the room, the oil sizzling and spitting and snapping contently, fuelling my hunger.

After a few minutes, sandwiches started being placed on the table, as well as some ketchup and brown sauce that was leftover from yesterday morning. I hobbled to the table and opened my sandwich, and squirted a generous dollop of brown sauce on top of the bacon. Cracking!

*****

About 20 minutes later, Cassie began to complain about stomach pains. It seemed she was making her move, and she charged to the bathroom, quickly followed by Beth and Jess. I audibly heard Cassie throwing up, and the toilet flushing a few times.

"What's up with her?" I asked, perhaps a bit too sny than I should have1.

"I don't know," Alex replied, brushing a lock of golden-red hair out of her face and draping it over her ear, "I'll go and see what's going on,"

Alex made her way to the bathroom, leaving myself, James and Kate, "Something didn't agree with her," she observed, shuffling in her seat at the table.

James and I murmured in agreement as Alex returned, "Well, it seems she's feeling too sick to join us on the lake, so she'll be staying in bed all morning," she sighed, crossing her arms, lifting her breasts up slightly inadvertently, so a bit more flesh was showing above the deep neck of her wife beater, "She seems to think her bacon might have been a bit undercooked, and that might have been what caused it,"

"She gonna be okay, d'you think?" James asked, showing concern.

"Yeah, she can probably sleep it off," Alex replied, "She normally does."

*****

The girls left first, reluctantly leaving Cassie upstairs to sleep her sickness off, one or two of them complaining "I wish she was coming," and "It won't be the same without her," and the like. Good thing they didn't know the truth.

James decided it best I stay behind to look after Cassie in case she needed help. I asked him why he couldn't stay too, in order to keep him off the scent. He reasoned that I was injured, so couldn't participate anyway, and the abseiling was paid for. At least the money wasn't completely wasted.

He left a short while later, leaving me on the couch to look after Cassie and nurse my own injury. 

I waited for about 15 minutes before making my move, in case anybody had forgotten something. I didn't want to be caught out by walking around normally when everyone else believed I was injured.

Just then, I heard soft footfalls on the stairs. I looked over the back of the couch towards the sound, and saw Cassie, wearing nothing but a white bath robe, her long black hair tucked within it. She stopped, and leant against the balustrade as she noticed my gaze fall upon her.

"So," She said, smiling innocently, "What are your plans for the morning? Anything you particularly want to...do?"

I noticed the slight emphasis on the final word caused my cock to stir and begin to harden at the conjured images brought to mind. I decided to play along with Cassie's euphamistic conversation starter. I rose from the couch as I spoke, and slowly began to tread around it, "Well, I was hoping to admire the local beauty, make sure a lasting impression is left before I have to depart,"

Cassie followed my lead, and began to slowly descend the remaining few stairs, taking her time, the sexual tension and desire welling within us, "I'm sure a sufficient impression has been made. Anything else could be considered a bonus,"

"I guess," I agreed, only a few feet separating us now, "But who knows when I'll experience this again? I have to savour it while I still can,"

"Fuck it," Cassie near enough ran straight at me and kissed me full on the lips, her arms wrapping around my neck, pulling me into her. I was caught off guard at the abrupt change of pace, but soon adapted and was soon kissing her back, my hands round in the small of her back. Cassie broke the kiss momentarily to say, "On my ass," before returning to the kiss. 

I complied, and slid my hands down and cupped her buttocks, and gave each a squeeze. Cassie moaned, and began to grind her crotch against mine as she felt her libido take the helm.

Cassie broke the kiss, "Upstairs," she let go of me and ran up the stairs, undoing the belt of her dressing gown as she went. I quickly followed her, stripping myself of my shirt, and undoing my own belt as I pursued her, following my cock like it was a divining rod.

When I entered the bedroom, Cassie was sat at the foot of the bed, her legs crossed, and her hands crossed over, cupping opposite breasts. Her bath robe lay in a pile on the floor.

I began to feel self-conscious about being clothed. I threw my shirt to one side and unbuttoned my jeans, Cassie looking on with keen anticipation. I pulled my jeans down, letting my cock out of its denim confines. I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them away.

Cassie dropped her hands and opened her legs, revealing her moist pussy, and, for the first time, her 32F breasts. I felt my heart stop for a moment as I caught my first glimpse of her tits, her large pink nipples jutting out, erect and eager for attention, her areolas seemed to melt into the rest of her breasts, almost impossible to tell where they truly ended.

I hadn't waited that long to finally see them, but after I'd already felt them and shot my cum over them, it felt like an eternity.

"Look as good as you thought?" Cassie asked, smiling, grasping my cock with one hand, "As if I need to ask!"

"Indeed," I agreed, Cassie's hand starting to slowly stroke my erection, causing it to tense up, as if it were simulating or imagining an orgasm, shooting non-existent load after non-existent load over Cassie's gorgeous body, "So how should we start?"

"Let's play a game," Cassie slid off the bed, and knelt on the floor to one side of it, rather than remain at the foot. I followed her, and sat on the edge of the bed with her between my legs, my cock rigid and aimed at her face. "The game is simple," she pushed her hair back over her ears to keep it out of the way, "You phone James, and ask how he's getting on, get a conversation going. Throughout the call, I shall be sucking you off. You will lose if you moan, interrupt or stop me, or if you cum. Then we swap over when the call is ended by the other person."

"Sounds interesting," I thought for a moment, "What are the rules for the person not on the phone?"

"You have to make the other person moan, stop you or cum, but you aren't allowed to move from between their legs, and the person on the phone isn't allowed to move from their place on the bed."

"Alright, you're on!"

"Splendid," Cassie grinned, "Remember, the other person has to be the one to end the call or you lose."

"I'll just go get it," I slid back onto the bed and off the foot to go and retrieve my phone from downstairs. I half ran down so I could find it. Once again, Cassie surprised me with her ambitious game. I mean, granted, I doubted I would last very long, but I was more than happy to give it a shot.

I found my phone on the dining table. Grabbing it, I darted back upstairs and back into the bedroom. When I looked up at the bed, Cassie had made what I can only describe as a nest out of the duvet, a big horseshoe shape with the opening in front of her.

"Sorted," I proclaimed, climbing onto the bed and into the horseshoe. It was a tight fit. The covers rode tight up against the small of my back and along my open thighs. Not much breathing space at all.

"Me too," Cassie smiled, "The covers mark the boundaries of where you're allowed to sit. Move out of there and you lose." There was a slight pause as Cassie looked down at my cock hungrily, then her expression morphed into one of disappointment, "Aaaw, look, you've gone soft,"

My cock had deflated slightly on the trip downstairs, and hung flaccid, yet not completely soft. Cassie wrapped her warm hand around it, and began to gently stroke her hand along it. It ached slightly at first, but as I felt the blood pumping through it again, and its stiffness return, it began to feel good again.

"Ooooh, I can feel it growing," Cassie moaned, fascinated by my erection filling her hand, "This is awesome!" she chuckled.

"I'm gonna go ahead and make the call now, if you don't mind,"

Cassie snapped back to reality for a moment, and burst out laughing, "Sorry, I almost forgot about that. Make your call, sweetie,"

I unlocked my phone and opened the contacts menu, scrolled through it, and found James. I hit the green call button, and held the phone to my ear.

After a few rings, James answered, "Hello?"

"Hey mate, it's me," I replied. Cassie, taking this as her cue to begin, slipped my cockhead into her mouth, and began circling the head with her tongue and poking the hole. I felt my whole cock tingle as her tongue dragged under my foreskin and probed the sensitive head underneath.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Nothing much," I lied, glancing down at Cassie. She looked up at me, her mouth around my cock, lips pushed out from her face as she sucked her cheeks in. I quickly averted my gaze to the ceiling to prevent any visual stimulation from contributing to my orgasm's arrival. "How are things with you?"

"Not so bad," James replied, some windy background noise making him a bit more difficult to hear. I felt Cassie's hand cup my balls, and slowly curl around the base of my shaft. She dipped her head down and took half my shaft in her mouth, causing my entire pelvic area tense and twitch at the abrupt sensation. Cassie withdrew until just my head was enveloped within her mouth, and began repeating the motion, "Just waiting for the harnesses and we'll be all set,"

"Nice," I managed to utter. I was trying to keep speech to a minimum at the moment, as he would surely catch on if I spoke too much at once, "Sounds rather windy there,"

Cassie began to gently squeeze my cock with her hand as she dipped her head, her other hand now stroking my scrotum with the tops of her index and middle fingers. I shuddered, and shuffled slightly to readjust my position on the bed. Cassie kept my cock firmly in her grip and in her mouth as I did so, and began to increase the speed.

"Yeah, it is a bit," James replied, "The clouds don't look too happy either," Cassie began pumping her hand up and down my shaft in time with her mouth, her tongue brushing from side to side, looping round the head of my shaft every time her head came up far enough to manage it. I could feel myself beginning to itch with the desire to cum, but I didn't want to cop out of the game so early on, "Looks like it might rain,"

"Really?" I asked, my hips bucking slightly involuntarily, catching me off guard, and causing Cassie to briefly stop to look up at me, her eyes narrowing just a touch. I could almost read her mind. She knew I was getting close. She returned to sucking me off, seeming to fear she'd left me to cool off for too long, "Do you think it's gonna hold off?"

"Hope so," James echoed my own thoughts as Cassie's hands fell away from my cock and scrotum. Her mouth descended, taking as much of me in her mouth as she could. She gagged slightly at 6 inches, slowly drawing her mouth back up my shaft, pressing her tongue forcibly into the underbelly of my cock, flicking as it reached the tip. "How are things with you? Leg alright?"

Cassie's hand wrapped around my shaft, and she took her mouth away. She pulled my skin back as far as it would go, and began to flick my cockhead with her tongue, delivering short, sharp, excruciating pangs of pleasure with every blow. I could feel my orgasm stirring. I needed to hold off longer! With my free hand, I snuck it to my side as I lay back on the bed, and secretly pinched at my thigh, nipping and twisting it in order to keep my orgasm at bay.

"Yeah, took some paracetamol earlier," Cassie dragged her lips over my cockhead as she flicked at my peehole with her tongue. I stifled a moan, curling both my lips into my mouth and sucking them.

"You keeping it up like I told you to?"

I glanced down at Cassie, who looked back at me, as if sensing that my gaze had fallen upon her. She locked my cockhead in her mouth, clamping her lips over it, and pumped my shaft with her hand as hard and fast as she could. I fell backwards and tried to take my mind off her, "Yep," I replied to James, Cassie's mouth and hands still noticeably coaxing my orgasm. My loins twinged as it reared its head.

"Good. Make sure you stay off it," James instructed, Cassie squeezing tighter with her hand on my shaft, but trying to keep the same pace. Fuuuuuck! It was pure agony. I despreately needed to cum, but I didn't want to! My mind and my cock were in all out war now. I pinched my waist in my mind's attempt to wrest control from my screaming cock.

That did the trick. I kept the pressure applied, "Will do," I affirmed with James, my back arching as I fought to keep myself from cumming, but it was a battle that I was rapidly losing. Cassie was on the verge of having my cum blast straight down her throat! I couldn't take much more!

"Ah, the harnesses are here," James announced, "Catch you later, man."

Thank fuck! He was hanging up! "Right oh, see you later," I glanced down at Cassie and grinned. I had beaten her challenge! Cassie looked up sharply, her eyes wide in terror.

"Oh, hang on a sec!" James called, just as I removed the phone from my ear to hang up. Shit.

"Yeah?" I asked, trying to disguise my anguish as Cassie's face lit up. She knew she had been bought time. She grinned wickedly, her eyes narrowing. She had an Ace up her sleeve!

Cassie let my cock go from her mouth, and she repositioned herself between my legs. With one hand, she lifted my cock so it pointed upwards, the other resting on her tit. Was she going to do what I thought she was going to do?

She pushed her chest forward, and pushed my cock between her tits with the fingers of the hand that lifted it, using the palm of the same hand to push her tit into the other one, and trap my cock between them.

Ho...ly...fuck! Her tits had felt good the other night when I fondled them, but the way they felt on my cock was absolutely incredible! She pressed her tits tightly together around my cock and smiled widely as she began to rise and fall on my cock, her sweet, soft tit flesh engulfing it, moulding around it, being parted when my cock rose between them like water off a ship's bow. I fell flat on my back again, the pleasure too great!

"Could you get lunch ready for when myself and the girls get back? I'm sure they'll appreciate it," Cassie was really going for it now, slamming her tits into my pelvis with every downstroke, squeezing them together as tight as she could. I strained to keep my cum at bay, but it was a futile effort. I was almost there! Almost there...

Cassie whispered gently so only I could hear her, "Cum! Cum now! Cum all over me!"

"Sure," I replied to both of them, hoping James was swift with his reply. I screwed my face up as I felt my cock tense ready for the final release.

"Great, I gotta go now," Cassie bit her lower lip as she tit fucked me, creating an even sexier image before me, "See you later,"




Lodge 4 Ch. 03



"Okay, bye," I replied in anguish, and hung up. My hips bucked against Cassie's chest as my orgasm hit, and hit hard. A jet of cum rocketed from my cock, landing on Cassie's forehead, leaving a long, thin trail up her face.

Cassie was caught off guard, and jumped slightly as the cum shot past her eye, gasping in shock. My hips bucked again and a second wad of cum shot out and landed on her lips and in her open mouth. Cassie licked her lips, as a third rope of semen shot up her neck, leaving a thick white gooey streak.

She dipped her head down to watch the rest of my cumshot, a fourth, weaker shot outlining the top of her breast. The rest of my cum oozed out of the tip, coating the insides of her tits with warm jizz.

Cassie looked up at me, holding my cock between her tits, "Wow, you really came!" The huge splat of cum on her head had trickled down through her hair, and was now drooling down her face, a globule rolling down her forehead and nose. Cassie shivered as she felt it falling, "Mmmmm," Cassie moaned, "I hope there's always this much mess with you,"

"You bet," I replied, my cock remaining hard between her tits, albeit slightly sore and aching in my post-orgasmic state, "You fucking cheated, though! You said you'd be sucking me off, not pulling a tit fuck on me!"

"Well, that 'game' was so I could surprise you with it," Cassie grinned as the tributary of semen meandered its way around her mouth and down her jaw, "So the way I see it, we're both winners," Cassie looked down at the mess on her chest. Jizz was pooling between my cock and her sternum, some beginning to leak out of the bottom and ooze down her stomach, some was lying dormant atop the crest of one boob, a white stripe painted up her neck from her cleavage to her throat, crowned with a thick round splat mark.

In the middle, my still hard cock was poking out from between her tits. "You're still hard?" Cassie looked up at me quizzically, "I've heard men go soft after they've cum, but you're still rock solid!"

"If you could see what I'm seeing and feel what I feel, you'd understand,"

Cassie wriggled her entire body, shuffling her boobs on my pole, sending shivers throughout me. I winced at the feeling of her soft, malleable tits against my cock. "I'm sure I would,"

Cassie let go of my cock with her tits, a web of semen strings linking her cleavage to my penis, breaking only when her fingers rose up through the knobwebs and draped them over her breasts. She let out a moan as she did so.

"Well, I did what I wanted to do," I said, "I think it's your turn now,"

Cassie smiled widely, "So, we're going to have sex?"

"Yup," I replied, "We're going to have proper cock-in-cunt sex,"

"Oh good," Cassie stood up and clambered onto the bed, "I was worried you were gonna hump my ear for a moment there!" she joked as she lay on her back.

I chuckled, "But seriously, I'm gonna fuck you," I slid off the bed and stood up, beckoning Cassie to come closer.

She complied, shuffling towards the edge of the bed, her pussy level with my cock, "I don't want you to cum inside me though. I want you to finish between my tits again. You didn't last very long earlier. Maybe you want a better feel of them?" Cassie pushed her tits together, and squeezed, squashing them against her chest at the same time.

"I can't argue with that," I conceded, "Besides, I doubt I'll cum again before you do. You're still wearing my last load,"

Cassie laughed, "Yup. I'm gonna keep it on til we're done. I love feeling so dirty! Now I want your cock inside me!"

"You sure you don't want me to warm you up with my mouth first?" I asked, cautious with this being the first time she was engaging in vaginal intercourse for the best part of 4 years.

"I warmed it up while I was sucking you off," Cassie revealed, "What, did you think my other hand was conducting an orchestra?"

"Fair enough," I lined up my cock with Cassie's vagina, and slowly pushed into her, taking care not to go too hard or deep, due to her abstinance. Cassie bit her lip and moaned as my head penetrated her pussy lips and slid into her vagina with ease.

After about 2 inches, I felt her begin to taper and tighten, but didn't restrict my movement. It was like guards at a city gate solemnly stepping aside as pall bearers walked through with a casket.

Cassie screwed her face up tightly as I delved further into her depths, my cock touching places that hadn't been touched for years. After about 5 or 6 inches, I finally met some resistance and had to stop.

"Oh fuck, you're so deep inside me. It feels sooooo good!" Cassie moaned, her hands roaming down to her pussy, and managing to grasp the remainder of my cock, "Oh my god, it's not even all the way in!" Cassie sat up to have a look, and immediately fell back on the bed, "Oh fuck that's hot!"

I slowly began to withdraw from her, and I felt her pussy walls close in as I retreated, inch by inch. Cassie gripped the bedsheets tightly as she felt the muscles retract back to their original shape.

"Oooooooh shit!" Cassie moaned, and I pushed back into her with a bit more force, causing her to squeal at the sudden motion, the rapid filling of her cunt again, her vaginal walls stretching again to accommodate its new tenant.

I started to build up a pace as I thrust in and out of Cassie's moist vagina, each stroke seemingly coaxing more lubricant out of her, and each thrust causing her breasts to rock back and forth on her chest, my drying cum glistening on her face and cleavage.

"Oh my god!" Cassie moaned, "Let me tell you how great this feels right now," her hands reached under her knees and pulled them back, giving me more room to punch my hips forward into her juicy hole, "Oooh my god, you're filling me up!" Cassie moaned as I continued to thrust forwards, her cunt swallowing almost my entire cock now, her moans getting louder and her breaths deeper and more desperate.

She was on the verge of orgasm. I picked up the pace and beat my hips harder into her, trying to completely fill her vagina with my cock, to make her cum. I began to feel the pleasure building as well, though it wasn't as swift as hers, and since I'd already cum, it would take longer for it to arrive.

"Don't stop!" Cassie cried, "I'm almost there...I'm almost...almost...aaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAH fuck!" I took my opportunity and plunged my cock as deep into Cassie as it would go, my hips making contact with hers, triggering her orgasm as I slammed into her clit. Cassie shook and spasmed as her orgasm crested and washed over her like a wave at the beach, every nerve ending shivering as her pussy clenched around my cock.

As the orgasmic contractions subsided, I held my cock in her sobbing pussy, waiting for her to calm down. Her pants slowed as she took deeper breaths, her face and chest glowing red from her orgasm.

"Woooow!" Cassie sighed, "That was...so good! You were so deep in me it was like you were fucking my stomach!" She sat up, and looked down at our interlocked genitals, "Holy shit you were all the way inside me?!"

"Yup," I replied, slowly withdrawing from her pussy, my reawakened cock shuddering with pleasure as it dragged itself along Cassies' insides before bouncing out. "You must've really enjoyed it. You didn't last long!"

"Hey, you try not having sex for four years and see if you last longer than that!" Cassie fell back on the bed, cupping her tits, "You ready to cum again?"

"Doesn't seem fair I get to cum twice and you only once,"

"I love the mess, and I love feeling so dirty and naughty," Cassie bit her lip, and rubbed the remnants of my last ejaculation into her tits like sun tan lotion in order to lubricate them a bit, "And this way I can thank you for making me feel special these last few days,"

I couldn't help but grin, "Well, it's been great for me too,"

"I can tell, the amount of cum you've dumped on me!" Cassie licked her fingers clean, seeming to have collected more than she'd smeared, "Oops. Looks like I'm out of cum to make my tits nice and slippery with. Be a babe and get the baby oil out from the bedside table,"

I pulled out the bedside table drawer and took out the bottle of baby oil Cassie had shown me yesterday, "You know, you might have more if you didn't like eating it as much!" I handed her the bottle, and she snapped the lid open.

"True, but it tastes so good!" Cassie dribbled some of the baby oil across her tits, squeezing a generous amount on each. "You wanna help me rub this in?"

I happily obliged, climbing up on the bed beside her, and placed a hand flat on each tit, Cassie's nipples greeting me with a friendly poke. I began to rub the oil into her tits and cleavage, trying to cover every last spot of her chest with oil. I pushed her tits together, pressed them against her chest, enjoying the feel of them, my cock pulsating with desire as I became mesmerised by the shape of them changing as I kneaded them in my hands.

"Mmmmm...that's nice," Cassie purred as I massaged her tits. As I began to run out of lube, I swirled the remainder along the undersides of her tits, and my eyes locked onto her rigid nipples, standing proud amonst the vast expanse of tit flesh, crowning each breast magnificently.

I leant down and took one of Cassie's nipples in my mouth, and began to gentle suckle upon it. Cassie gasped at the new sensation, and began to breath deeply. Her nipple felt wonderful in my mouth. I sucked at it, urging it to expand further and pull more of her breast into my mouth, my tongue constantly busy, flicking, tasting her nipple, tracing the areola.

Cassie moaned, "Oooh, yes, I like that!" prompting me to begin to gently knead her breast in time with my suckling. "Mmmmmm, now rub that oil in with your big dick!"

I took one last deep suck of her tit, causing her to moan loudly, and gasp when I let it fall from my mouth. I straddled Cassie's chest and examined her, "Hmmmm, everywhere seems to be covered,"

"No, I don't think so," Cassie looked down at my cock and her boobs, "You missed a spot riiiiight..." Cassie squished her tits around my cock, and locked it in by interlocking her fingers above my shaft, "...here!" Cassie grinned and chuckled to herself.

My cock had all but vanished between her oily breasts, the head poking out slightly from the top of her cleavage. I took a moment to take all of this in, the feelings, the smells, the heat, the desire, the sight of Cassie's face with drying cum all over it. It was overwhelming.

I was so zoned out, I was caught off guard by Cassie's tongue flicking the head of my cock. I winced, and pulled my cock back involuntarily.

"You gonna get going? I wish we did, but we don't have all day!" Cassie instructed. I complied, and began to fuck her tits, slowly picking up speed and momentum, and after a few seconds I'd picked up to full speed, "That's it," Cassie urged, her tits jiggling slightly under her hands as my pelvis smacked into their undersides.

Cassie's tits felt amazing, especially lubed, as I could thrust harder and faster between Cassie's big, soft, moist tits. I kept pounding on her chest, both of us intently watching, each enjoying the tit fuck as much as the other.

I slowed down, unable to maintain the high pace. Cassie seemed to sense this, and began moving her tits up and down my cock automatically, each hand grabbing an individual tit now rather than interlocking her fingers over the top. All that was holding my cock between her boobs now was her boobs.

Cassie jiggled her tits quickly and loosely around my cock, providing lighter but swifter stimulation, biting her lip as she fucked me with her tits.

Suddenly, she swapped to longer, deeper, harder strokes, causing me to buck my hips and moan at the abrupt change of pace, and let out a long, low moan as I felt my cum begin to pool at the base of my cock.

"You gonna cum?" Cassie asked, pumping her tits a bit faster, and squeezing them tighter, causing me to scrunch my face up as I came closer to orgasm.

"Yes," I managed to moan, beginning to thrust with Cassie, willing my orgasm to arrive.

"Good, cum on me!" Cassie moaned, her head lolling back as she held her tits together as tightly as she could as I thrust between them, completing the final sprint to the finish line. I let out a satisfied grunt as I crossed the line, and my cock erupted, a large shot of cum leaping from the tip and landing on the bridge of Cassie's nose.

A second shot barely missed her chin, and pooled with my earlier shot on her throat, a stream overflowing the small pool and dribbling down the side of her neck. A third short barely reached that, and the rest was deposited in her cleavage.

"Mmmmmmmm," Cassie moaned as she felt cum dribbling down her neck and face, "Well, I think we should get cleaned up before the others get back, don't you?"

I agreed, and dismounted Cassie's chest, and we set about cleaning up. Cassie went for a quick shower, while I tidied up all the stray clothes around the room.

*****

Half an hour later, James and the girls got back at about the same time. Cassie had gotten back into bed and pretended to be asleep, being woken up when the girls entered the bedroom to see how she was, and James fell onto the couch to watch Match of the Day with me.

After lunch, everyone packed up and were ready to go. I was still feigning my injury, but managed to hobble back inside to go to the toilet, but was ambushed by Cassie.

"Thank you for the wonderful weekend," Cassie smiled, wearing the same black outfit she'd worn on the first day, complete with shawl.

"Not at all. My pleasure," I replied.

"I'll bet!" Cassie giggled gingerly, "If you want to do it again, here's my number and Facebook. Don't forget to call!"

She handed me a folded piece of paper, kissed me on the lips, then left with the girls.

This weekend was one I'd never forget with a girl I'll never forget. I did call her, and we still speak regularly on Skype. We even meet in person every month or two, alternating destinations between our home towns.

You'll never guess what we do...!